The blood. The blood here is foul. It won't satisfy, it isn't -- I,
You're pathetic. Few people persist in solving this City, content to let its curses distract you, I am tired of tolerating it. There is no need for what is useless.
Maybe I will taste strong blood.
Don't resist. It will be over in an instant.
[ooc: ;) remnants of thinking
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